Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Blatant Self-Promotion

I am the worst person in the world for promoting my own books.  I know I should talk about them and blog about them more often but I don't like shoving things down someones throat.  If you want to buy them, you will seek them out and buy them. 

Now that that's said, this is blatant self-promotion.  I currently have two books in print and in e-book format.  Some bookstores carry them but even if they don't you can go into any bookstore in the world and request them and they will order them for you.

If you would rather shop from the privacy of your own home while wearing your PJ's, there are several sites that carry my books.  Just click on one of the tabs at the top of this page and you will be redirected to the site. 

Amazon is having a sale right now and you can get both books for less than $25.  That's a pretty good deal considering if you bought them directly from me, it would cost you $26. 

If you would like an autographed copy, contact me at rkavery@rkaverybooks.com and we can work out some type of arrangement. 

In case you are not familiar with my books, the first one, Be Careful What You Wish For, starts out as a true story.  I was kidnapped from a beach when I was 25 months old.  My story, thank goodness, had a happy ending but I wanted to write a book about what may of happened if it didn't. 

Here are the back cover blurbs for both of my books.  It is a series and the third book is at the publisher as I write this.  It is due out mid-2014 so stay tuned.


BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR
Bunting Valley, North Dakota—a scenic and picturesque town where nothing dreadful ever happens—is a place where people feel safe leaving their front doors unlocked.   So when beautiful, blue-eyed, three-year-old Maggie Taylor mysteriously vanishes, the Bunting Valley Police Department begins a kidnapping investigation that uncovers unthinkable crimes spanning many years—not only in Bunting Valley, but also in surrounding states and jurisdictions.

Bea Miller is a penniless widow, living a meager existence among the town’s residents with her four young, rambunctious boys. Her entire life, she wished and dreamed of having a little girl of her own. When everything she did to have one of her own failed, Bea takes matters into her own hands and is haunted and reminded of the chilling words of her father, whom she can’t seem to escape no matter how hard she tries.

Through the handwritten journal of Bea Miller, she takes you on a journey into the mind of an individual who believes you can make your own wishes come true—at any expense; and sadly, at the expense of others.

Here is the book trailer if you are more of visual person: 


My second book, Not My Mother's Son, is a continuation of book one.  It picks up where the first one left off.  The reason I wrote the second book was because I had so many fans asking me what happened to the characters and I thought the best way to tell it was to write another book.  This one was released in 2012.


                                               NOT MY MOTHER'S SON

             Devious.  Conniving.  Deceitful.  Insidious.  David Miller thought he knew his mother.  He thought kidnapping three children was the most appalling and horrendous thing any human being could do and she couldn’t possibly do anything more monstrous.  He thought there was nothing else she could do or say that would astound him.  How wrong he was.

After Beatrice Miller, David’s serial kidnapping mother, is sentenced to thirty years, David Miller moves to Phoenix, Arizona and with the help of a trust fund and an old friend, starts the Never Give Up foundation, an organization dedicated to finding and returning exploited and missing children safely to their families.  With all the bad things his mother had done, David feels it is his unspoken duty to do something worthwhile.
           
Hesitant at first but after reading his mothers journal, David is determined to mend their dysfunctional relationship.  Every time David visits Bea in prison, she comes across as deranged insisting people are trying to kill her.  She ends each brief encounter with a chilling statement, “Remember David, things aren’t always what they seem.”  What does that mean?

            As word about the foundation spreads, the services the Never Give Up are requested time-and-time-again to help where other agencies have failed.  That is, until the police come knocking on David’s door and arrest him, taking him back to Bunting Valley, North Dakota, for the murder of a newborn baby boy. 

Forced to shut down Never Give Up, David is amazed at how quickly the entire world turns their back on him.  The trial begins and his mother’s testimony is the only thing that can save him.  Telling the truth is as foreign to Beatrice Miller as giving up drugs is to an addict.  As everyone in the courtroom holds their breath, you will too…remember, things are not always what they seem.

Again, here is the link for the book trailer: 


My third book, Reflection in a Mirror, is not a story about the Miller family, but several of the characters from the first two books make an appearance.  And I can say without them, book number three would not have happened.  I don't have the cover yet but should be getting it any day now.  I will make sure to share it when I do.

REFLECTION IN THE MIRROR

Identical twins, Clarissa and Marissa Wagner have more in common than their looks; they share a connection that allows them to know what each other is thinking and to feel each other’s pain; a connection that has astounded doctors, teachers and other professionals their whole life. 

A much anticipated three day weekend turns tragic when Marissa Wagner never makes it home from school.  Each time Clarissa looks in a mirror, she is reminded that Marissa is gone and feels like the other half of her soul is missing.

June Wagner, their single mother has put her life on hold to raise the twins.  She is distraught over her missing daughter and butts heads with the Sergeant assigned to the case.  Why aren’t they doing more?  What is taking so long?  Why is he so good looking?

Hours turn to days, days turn to weeks and weeks turn to months as they attempt to find a witness or a clue that might guide them to where she is.  Although a long shot, the only hope is the visions and feelings a clairvoyant Clarissa Wagner has.  With the help of David Miller, Rich Butler and “Never Give Up” they piece together clues that shock even the most skeptical.  Along the journey, David glances in the mirror and realizes he is no longer alone.

When you look in the mirror, what is staring back at you?

There have been numerous reviews posted and blog musings and press releases about me and my books.  Google R. K. Avery sometime when you have a moment and check them out.  In the meantime, follow me on twitter at @RKAvery1. 

Have a wonderful day!

R. K. Avery
@RKAvery1




 


Tuesday, April 29, 2014

The Marvels of the English Language

I have always heard the English language is one of the most difficult to learn.  All the silent letters and sounds and how in one word a "c" sounds like a "k" and in another word, the same "c" sounds like an "s".  Case in point:  cat and cent.  What is up with that?



So this ignited something in my brain to write a blog about words.  Just normal everyday words that we use and we think nothing of it.  The first of which is 'yesterday'.  It is perfect normal to say yesterday morning and yesterday afternoon but why don't we say yesterday night?  No.  Instead we say last night.  But would we ever say last morning and last afternoon?  No.  What gives?

Another one that has always puzzled me is numbers.  Why don't we say one, two, three....eight, nine, ten, onety-one, onety-two, onety-three....onety-eight, etc.  When we pass the teen numbers, it starts up again; twenty-one, twenty-two, and so on.  It makes absolutely no sense.  Why are the teen numbers so special?

Something else that I always wondered was why is it perfectly acceptable to combine English with other languages in the same sentence?  Like the word deja vu.  This is a french word yet it's perfectly normal to use it in a sentence with other English words, "Oh, that was definately deja vu."  Why is that?  Why doesn't it translate to something else like most other words do?

The more I think about it, the more puzzling it becomes.  If anyone knows Rosetta Stone, can you ask her and let me know?

Have a great day!

R. K. Avery
www.rkaverybooks.com
@RKAvery1

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Book Blast - Still Life with Strings by Author L. H. Cosway

I am pleased to host L. H. Cosway and her novel Still Live with Strings!


About the Author


L. H. Cosway has a BA in English Literature and Greek and Roman Civilization, and an MA in Postcolonial Literature.  She lives in Dublin city.  Her inspiration to write comes from music.  Her favorite things in life include writing stories, vintage clothing, dark cabaret music, food, musical comedy, and of course, books!

Her latest book is the contemporary romance, Still Life with Strings.

Visit her website at www.lhcosway.com.
 
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About the Book:


My name is Jade Lennon and I stand still for money.

The night I saw Shane Arthur watching me everything changed.  A man in a suit always catches my eye, but it was the way he looked at me that was different.  Like he knew me or something.  He didn’t know me, especially not in my costume.  My sobriety rests on staying away from men, but there was something about him that made me throw caution to the wind.

After all, I was never going to see him again, right?

Wrong.

Standing still isn’t the only way I make money.  I also bartend at a concert hall.  Never in my wildest dreams did I think Shane was going to show up there.  Not only that, but he’s the most recent addition to the orchestra.  So now on a daily basis I have to resist one of the most beautiful men I’ve ever met and he plays the violin.  For me that’s one hell of a deadly cocktail.

He wants me to teach him how to live.  I’m not sure how much a twenty-six year old recovering alcoholic who works in a bar and moonlights as a living statue can teach a world class concert violinist, but I’m sure going to try.

Still Life with Strings is a story of music, art, sex, magical realism, and romance that you will never forget.

Purchase your copy:

AMAZON

Discuss this book in our PUYB Virtual Book Club at Goodreads by clicking HERE


I hope you enjoy these book spotlights I do from time-to-time.  As a writer, I never hestitate to help promote the work of other writers since I know how hard it is. 

R. K. Avery
@RKAvery1

Monday, April 21, 2014

Update on Book #3 - Reflection in the Mirror

Hi there.  Thought I would take a moment to update everyone on the progress of my third book, Reflection in the Mirror.

My publisher sent it back to me last Wednesday and I printed it off and spent many hours over the weekend reading it, re-reading it, and checking for inefficiences and typos.  It's amazing how much you miss when you are the one writing a book.  When I'm in the thick of the creative process, the girl has on a pink sweater on one page and the next page she's wearing a purple sweater.  Or the character pours a cup of tea and on the next page, she dumps the remainder of her coffee in the sink.  It's little things like this that we don't see.  I always try to take a few months before going back over it because it seems like a brand new book to me and I can see and find things I wouldn't normally find if I reviewed it immediately.

But the good news is, it's done!  I emailed it back to Brighton late yesterday.  I am sure they will go through my changes again and then send it back to me for one final check before it's ready to hit the printers.  I should be getting the cover any day now and I can't wait to see it and share it with all of you.

Hope everyone had a wonderful Easter and don't forget it's not about the Easter Bunny.  It's about the King of Kings who has risen!

R. K. Avery
www.rkaverybooks.com
@RKAvery1

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Book Blast - Broken Family by Author Kevin Hopson


I am pleased to host Kevin Hopson and his Broken Family Blog Tour.

About the Author


Prior to hitting the fiction scene in 2009, Kevin Hopson was a freelance writer for several years, covering everything from finance to sports. His debut work, World of Ash, was released by MuseItUp Publishing in the fall of 2010. Kevin has released several other books through MuseItUp since then, and he has also been published in various magazines and anthology books. Kevin's writing covers many genres, including dark fiction and horror, science fiction, and crime fiction.

His latest book is the crime/mystery, Broken Family.

You can visit Kevin’s blog at www.kevin-hopson.blogspot.com.



About the Book

Sheriff Joseph Mauro is summoned to a local lake in Stone County, having received a report of a dead woman along the water’s shore. With foul play a possibility, he utilizes the help of his two female deputies in questioning family members and friends. As the three of them search for clues and possible motives, the case takes an unexpected turn, and Sheriff Mauro must rely on his instincts if he is going to weed out the killer.

Purchase your copy:

AMAZON

Discuss this book in our PUYB Virtual Book Club at Goodreads by clicking HERE

 

R. K. Avery

www.rkaverybooks.com        

@RKAvery1

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Book Blast - Another Heaven by Author Annu Subramanian



About the Book:

Annu Subramanian's new novel, ANOTHER HEAVEN, exposes with unflinching honesty and deep psychological insight the twisted relationship between terrorism and human trafficking. ANOTHER HEAVEN may be difficult to digest in part, but its frankness and refusal to turn away from the unsparing horror of its terrible premise make the book an essential addition to the literature of terrorism and its links to international human trafficking.

Subramanian, a self-described “writer of conscience,” employs her considerable literary skills in the service of shining a bright light on human rights abuses and terrorism. In her previous novel, WAITING FOR THE PERFECT DAWN, Subramanian focused on bringing awareness about the suppression of women and domestic violence.

Purchase your copy:

AMAZON

Discuss this book in our PUYB Virtual Book Club at Goodreads by clicking HERE



About the Author:

Annu Subramanian is the director of the Writing Center at Brown School, Schenectady, New York. She co-founded Albany Women Connection, a support group in Albany, New York. She was chosen as one of four national finalists by the Norman Mailer Center and National Council of Teachers of English (NCTE) in 2011 for her short story, SO FAIR AND VERY LOVELY. She was chosen as Educator of Excellence in 2011 by the New York State English Council.

Her latest book is the factu-fiction, Another Heaven.

Visit her website at www.annusubramanian.com.

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Sunday, April 6, 2014

Home from Vacation!

Yesterday morning, I arrived home from my vacation to San Francisco.  I have a cousin, whom I adore, who lives there and I like to go out and visit him and his family as time (any money) allows.  It was a great trip.  It was the first time my husband and son went with me, but it was my fourth visit.



My first visit was in 1999 and I went with my cousin.  The first time you see the Golden Gate Bridge you realize how small it is compared to what you've seen all your life in pictures and movies, but it is still breath taking.  I have heard they never stop painting it.  When they finish they start all over again.  We usually view it from a nearby park instead of going onto the actual bridge.  You can't take pictures of the bridge if you are on the bridge :)

The second time I went was in 2008 when my daughter turned 15.  It was just the two of us and we had a wonderful time.  One of my favorite things to do is drive down to LA and Hollywood.  I am always hopeful I will see someone famous but I never have.  But really, if you were Jennifer Aniston, would you be walking on the Hollywood Walk of Fame in broad daylight when there are tons of people around?  I think not.

The third time I went was in 2013 with my best friend from high school.  It was just the two of us and again, we drove down to LA for a day and a half.  We went into DASH, the store owned by the Kardashians.  It is not what you would expect.  We didn't buy anything.  I saw a book I thought of buying but didn't.  It was $18 and I thought, seeing how the store was their store and the book was written by them, the least they could have done was autograph it.  I saw the exact same book at Wal-Mart upon my return for $5.00.  It wasn't autographed either.

My fourth visit was last week.  It was in celebration of my son and his 16th birthday.  Can you believe my little man is 16 years old? 


I can still remember the day he was born.  His sister came to the hospital to meet her new baby brother and when she saw me, laying on the bed with her baby brother in my arms, her face lit up like a Christmas tree.  I thought to myself, this is truly a Kodak moment.  She walked over to me and reached for the control to make the bed raise and lower.  So much for the excitement of a new baby brother. 

This trip was my first visit to Alcatraz Island.  We went on a night tour and it was extremely creepy!  Climbing in a jail cell where you know the worst of the worst had lived and breathed sent chills up my spine.  We wandered into some dark corridors with only the light from a cell phone to guide us.  The eerie sound of the birds calling was enough for me.  The entire place smelled old and musty.  If there were any ghosts hanging around, I am sure they are very angry.  We did the audio tour.  I still remember the story told by some inmate of being placed in the pitch blackness of solitary confinement.  He said in order to keep from going insane he would take a button and toss it into the air.  He would turn around three times and then get down on his hands and knees and search for the button.  Once he found it, he would do it again and again, just to occupy his mind.  Seeing the beds and toilets and the dining hall brought it all into perspective. 

This was the first time I also got a chance to drive up the coast, well my husband drove up the coast.  We took highway 1 from San Francisco up to the Redwood Forest.  It was such a beautiful view and watching the water crash onto the rocks cannot be described with a mere picture, although I will try.


At one point were were trying to find the Avenue of the Giants as we passed huge tree after huge tree.  Our GPS took us to some discreet trailer park where there were no trees.  Upon exiting the trailer park, we realized we were driving on the Avenue of the Giants the whole way.  Duh!  It is amazing how big these trees are! 


We actually took a air tram ride in the Redwoods that took us to to top of the forest for a birds eye view.  Despite the fact my son was terrified as he is afraid of heights, the view was unbelievable.  That would be the Pacific Ocean off in the distance.


Our trip ended when we caught our flight back home at 10:33 on Friday night.  It was a long night and when we finally landed 12 hours later, we found out a wonderful family friend had passed away that morning.  Talk about going from high to low, I still can't believe it.  She was the most wonderful person and took care of my children from the age of 6 weeks to when they were old enough to stay home alone.  I have her to thank for the way they turned out as she spent more day light hours with them than I did during the informative years when their brains were like sponges taking it all in.  I love you, Bobbie, and you will be missed.

Please let those around you know how you feel before it's too late.

R. K. Avery
www.rkaverybooks.com
@RKAvery1